Disclaimer: Fromidam: Yay! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR VOTING, and thanks for your review! Crystal: I love mythology too! I don't think I'll ever tire of researching it- my favourite deities are probably Greek, but I love the Egyptian myths themselves. Oh, and I know- in one of my other chapters, 'Ferris Wheel', I experimented with writing N as more normal than he should be, but I found that that didn't work out. He would just be extremely stilted and not a good fit for society. And Bella Swan…Oh God. Oh. God. Don't even get me started on Bella Swan/ Twilight/ Mary Sues. I'm relieved you enjoyed it! And yay, Odile X Steven! Even though I love Brendan, Wally and Steven, I have to admit I have a huge soft-spot for Steven. Inferno: Awwww, I'm happy you liked it! And yes, Cheren is adorkable X D And no, I haven't! I know Serebii has some synopsises of them, but it's just not the same… by the way, which anime and manga are so addicting? Maybe I've read them : ) And THANK YOU FOR VOTING! Oooh, this is getting to be a close call! And yeah, I love pedo pairings too.

'Choices' Standings:

Odile X Brendan: 3

Odile X Wally: 2

Odile X Steven: 2

Hm…Brendan's in the lead for now…Tomorrow at 11: 00 is the deadline for getting your votes in, so if you haven't voted yet make sure to!

Question:

My Answer:

Characters: I feel like writing about the original trio, so I am. This is a Green X Leaf, Red X Leaf and Green X Red triangle, so don't hate on the gay.

Summary: Hm. I really do like these three. And this is supposed to be vague, just by the way.

Falling Through

~I'd rather run the other way than stay and see

The smoke and who's still standing when it clears~

"It just got too hard to care in the end," the red-eyed boy says in a long-lost voice.

Snow swirls around the full-lipped girl. "I know. I wish it could be different, though."

"I don't know if I do or not. You can't outrun what's waiting for you."

"I guess so. But isn't that what you're doing up here? Running?"

"Maybe."

"Or maybe not?" She cracks a smile, but it shatters before it can truly take shape.

His eyes are too steady. "Yeah. Or maybe not."

000

~I never knew

That everything was falling through~

It starts out with innocence and daybreak-eyes and promises engraved in trees. Joined hands are locked with intertwined fingers, and they dance around in circles until they all fall down.

It turns into late-night secret tellings and colliding emotions and everything complicated and far too mature for those who still drink sunlight. Stolen kisses fly like butterflies between the trifold, but the flap of their wings leave heartache and broken friendship in its wake.

It ends with eclipsed smiles and permanent tears and running in three different directions: arms pumping like pistons, daybreak-eyes becoming eclipsed by the new moon.

They'll run until the soles of their shoes burn away and the air finally strangles their gasping lungs.

They'll run until they get their hearts back.

000

~Let's rearrange,

I wish you were a stranger, I could disengage

Just say that we agree and then never change~

"I hate you, you know."

Silence thrums like a heartbeat between the spiky-haired boy and the full-lipped girl. They know each other too well. They're too similar.

"I know."

"But I love you, too, in a way."

"It's the same for me."

He looks at her, and she looks at him. Matching green eyes glimmer with tears that haven't formed yet.

"You'll always haunt me."

"I'm glad." Her voice is a whisper.

His is no stronger. "Me, too."

000

~And suddenly I become a part of your past,

I'm becoming the part that don't last;

I'm losing you and it's effortless,

Without a sound we lose sight of the ground

In the throw around

Never thought that you wanted to bring it down-

I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves~

She has great adventures and she's beautiful and everything else that youth promises, but she's always the one left behind: she is the one that chooses the starter left over. She is the one that's not considered the rival. She does not accomplish anything.

She is always forgotten.

He walks with purpose and fights to kill and has everything else that last names promise, but he's always the rival: he is the one that tries to thwart the hero's climb to victory. He is the one that has everything but nothing at all. He is the one that is powerful, but not powerful enough.

He is nothing but a shadow.

He has a hero's face and a too-large heart and everything else that humble beginnings promise, and he's always front and center: he is the one that everyone fawns over. He is the one that is expected to save the world. He is the one that has the weight of fame on his shoulders.

He is the champion.

But when they are stripped down to their true selves, she is the queen, he is the king and he is the knight.

For some reason, it is accepted that the queen falls for the knight. But when the knight falls for the king, people throw stones.

Why?

Because then the queen is left standing there regretting, regretting, regretting.

000

~When everyone knows I'm in over my head, over my head

With eight seconds left in overtime,

She's on your mind, she's on your mind~

"I'm sorry. I never meant to be the one that left a hole in your heart," the spiky-haired boy says, frost clinging to the tips of his lashes.

"I know you are. You always are." The red-eyed boy's voice is glacier-ice in comparison to the other's melted-down tone.

"I always will be."

"That doesn't change a thing."

"I wish it did. Arceus, I wish it did."

The wind howls, causing their hair- darkness and light, respectively- to lash.

"If I kiss you, I'll just taste her lips," he tells him, his frozen-over gloves fists at his sides.

"And if I listen to my heart, I'll just hear the both of you trying to drown each other out," the other says.

Tears freeze on their faces.

"I'm going to leave now."

"And I'm going to hold my breath so you don't hear me scream."

"I'll hear you anyways."

The gale lessens, though flakes still spiral past.

"I love you."

"Words aren't substitutes for emotions."

"It's the best I can do."

"It's the best we can both do."

And even when he turns, even when he leaves, all they can do is keep running.

Because they'll never end up getting their hearts back.